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Shui Anluo banged her head on the table, this was a classic display of her twitchiness.

Chu Ningyi believes that it was likely her brain had grown stupid from all this banging.

“Idiot…” Chu Ningyi said again before he turned around and headed upstairs resentfully.

“Want some Snickers?” Shui Anluo looked up and asked him. Why was he constantly calling her an idiot? He should just call her ‘hungry’1, at least she could continue the slogan.

Chu Ningyi paused and turned back to stare at her as if she was a mental patient. His gaze seemed to say, ‘look, she’s having seizures again’.

“Pfft, how can life be interesting to a person who doesn’t even watch advertisements?” Shui Anluo questioned and sprawled on the desk again. She tapped on the computer, this challenge of hers seemed to have crippled her own leg.

Chu Ningyi felt even more irritated at the sight of her desolate figure.

‘This idiot, doesn’t she know that she can just ask me?’

Therefore, Chu Ningyi was now angry. He wants to see when he would be the first person to come into her mind when she was in trouble.

Maid Yu stared at Chu Ningyi as he walked upstairs. She then looked at Shui Anluo who was sprawled on the desk. This was hurting her conscience. What on earth were these star-crossed lovers doing? Even an old woman like herself could understand the situation.

The Young Master was pissed because the Young Madam had refused to ask him for help.

This Young Madam, on the other hand, how do the cogs in her brain work? How could she think of searching the Internet for help but could not see the living, breathing being that her Young Master was?

Maid Yu carried the little darling toward her and the little darling stretched out his chubby arms, asking to be held.

Shui Anluo reached out and took him then planted a kiss on his tender little cheek. “Grow up quickly and Mommy can give Soaring Distance Technologies to you.” Shui Anluo thought wickedly, putting all her objectives onto her son.

The little darling pawed at his mommy’s chest, clearly describing his own objectives.

Shui Anluo nipped his little cheek. “You can’t eat, Mommy just had an injection.”

“Is the little darling seven months old?” Maid Yu suddenly asked.

“Almost eight months now.” Shui Anluo lowered her head to gently nip her son’s little cheek. The little darling giggled and gurgled as he waved his small arms.

“Oh, then it’s about time to wean him,” Maid Yu said and turned around to head to the kitchen.

‘Wean him?’

Shui Anluo looked down at her son. Why had she never heard of such a thing?

Shui Anluo reached out and tapped on her computer several times. She pursed her lips when she saw the explanation on the screen. “It’s no rush, I’ll indulge you for a little while more.”

“Babble…” The little darling continued to grin.

Shui Anluo accepted the milk bottle that Maid Yu gave her. The temperature was just right. “Thank you, Maid Yu.”

Maid Yu looked at Shui Anluo and felt even more heartache. Why was this little girl so dense?

This Young Madam was also an emotional idiot. Any passersby who observed these two low EQ individuals together would feel agitated.

Shui Anluo fed the little darling as she looked at Maid Yu’s constipated expression.

“What’s wrong?” Shui Anluo asked carefully.

“Young Madam, you could let the Young Master help you, you know. Didn’t the Young Master say that he could do it in three months?” In the end, Maid Yu had to spell it out. Watching these two has become too unbearable.

Shui Anluo watched Maid Yu as she returned to the kitchen to make dinner, exasperated at Shui Anluo’s failures.

Shui Anluo was puzzled. She looked down at her son who was hugging his milk bottle and having his meal gleefully then looked up at the study. ‘Ask… Chu Ningyi?’

She had considered it but these thoughts had flitted across her mind quickly. To her, asking Chu Ningyi would make her feel as though she owes him too much and she wanted her feelings for him to be pure.